*Helen's POV*
I arrived at work the next morning with butterflies in my stomach and a smile I couldn't suppress. Last night kept replaying in my mind-the rooftop, the stars, Kelvin's hands on my face, that perfect first kiss.
I'd barely slept, too wired from happiness and nerves and the newness of everything.
As I stepped off the elevator onto the fifteenth floor, I saw him. Kelvin stood by my desk, two coffee cups in his hands and a smile that made my heart skip.
"Good morning," he said as I approached.
"Morning." I glanced around. Several coworkers were already at their desks, and I was acutely aware of their presence. "You're here early."
"Couldn't sleep." He handed me one of the coffee cups. "Two sugars, splash of cream."
"Thank you." Our fingers brushed as I took the cup, and t
